Summer

Its been a while since I've written anything, and I'm hesitant to restart, like entering a dusty attic I'm afraid of what damage has been done to the things I've hidden away , treasures I meant to do something about but never got around to. I have so much I need to write about, but I am not sure where to start, or how much time has worn away at memories that use to seem fresh.
At some point I diverged away from Twilight's story, and that is not about to change in this post, but hopefully I can find some way to backtrack and start her story once more.

Its been different at the barn now that Margrith is no longer riding, her beautiful little paint mare Rosie has passed away. It happened so quickly, we rode together on Wednesday, on Thursday I saw Rosie out in her pasture contentedly grazing, and Friday morning May 13 Rosie was found dead in her pasture.
   I cried after Margrith called and told me, the shock was sudden, like lightening and I felt dazed. I couldn't believe it was over our trail ride adventures, our races, our early morning breakfast at the barn. I lost two friends in a way, my best riding friend, and her sweet mare.
  When I got home that night, I stood outside for a while, watched the clouds move and I wondered. How could I ever survive loosing Twilight? Rosie was only 7 years old when she passed away from colic, I always thought death was far down the line. Twilight is 11 currently, and I didn't plan on pondering her death till she reached her twenties, I figured I had a good decade before I tackled that problem. But I don't it could be looming around the corner, that cold wave of shock could batter me next.
  And there is my problem, I don't know what I will do when Twilight goes, I can't imagine life without her. It would be like loosing a limb, or my reflection in the mirror, or my shadow, something about me would change irreversibly. A blank, there would be a large empty place in my life.
    I may not be in a position to consider what I would do if I lost the other half of my soul, but now I am in a new position to truly appreciate the time I spend with my horse, her antics and mannerisms, how far we have come from when we first met each other.

Hence my summer resolution, as of today every time I go out to the barn to see Twilight I am going to come home and blog about it, and at least once a week I want to write a post about her past. I want to preserve the moments I share with my horse before I run out of time.